[Eames gives Arthur a smile when he's sitting up, stretching out a little to make the view that bit more alluring, as if it's even necessary. He does really wish Arthur would at least take his shirt off, but there's much more important things happening right now, hands coming up to cup Arthur's face as he sighs into the kiss. His fingers pushing through Arthur's hair when he moves, coming to rest at the back of his head with some gentle noises of encouragement when Arthur's at his chest.]
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